If only, if only," the woodpecker sighs, "The bark on the tree was as soft as the skies." While the wolf waits below, hungry and lonely, Crying to the moo-oo-oon, "If only, If only.

The imaginary world has always been the most fun place for me to be.

All at once I felt so vain, like a girl posturing for the crowds as she walks along, only to discover the street is empty.

Someday, after mastering the winds, the waves, the tides and gravity, we shall harness for God the energies of love, and then, for a second time in the history of the world, man will have discovered fire.

Written By Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

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